Recently I had the sad privilege
Of standing in the line to honor
A very dear girlfriend’s dad’s life.
And as I stood there
Surrounded by hundreds of people
Waiting to honor his family
I was struck deeply
by the roots he decided to grow in his community
throughout his entire life.
My girlfriend & I have always joked
about the fact that she’s always lived in one county
and that she has no desire to leave…ever.
I always thought it kind of odd
that she would want to stay in the same place
and not “discover” the world.
But that night I realized,
her roots are here.
And they are planted deeply in the legacy of her family.
And as one of the most beautifully godly women I know
Her roots are also planted deeply in Christ
and that is how she’s able to produce such amazing fruit with her life.
For me, I’ve never let roots grow too deeply
because I know how ugly and hard it is to pull them up.
I’ve found myself with an itch to get going once I felt the tugging in my heart
because root had started planting itself in the season or place I was in.
But I’m learning that the thing about growing roots
is that although I’ll have to let others see beneath the more attractive outside
down to where it’s dirty and messy and tangly
those roots are also through which God can produce in me the finest fruit He intended.
7 “But blessed are those who trust in the Lord
and have made the Lord their hope and confidence.
8 They are like trees planted along a riverbank,
with roots that reach deep into the water.
Such trees are not bothered by the heat
or worried by long months of drought.
Their leaves stay green,
and they never stop producing fruit.